I know that one of these mornings, very soon, I'm going to wake up and look out the window to see my raised garden beds dusted with snow, the tire swing hanging stiffly in the cold, and a quiet in the forest that only winter can bring.
It seems like just yesterday we were licking popsicles and tossing a Frisbee while barefoot in the grass, yet Fall has been sending her signals that summer has gone.
Here are a few of the signs from the past few weeks that clearly show Autumn is indeed here to stay.
This was the first sign. A new uniform, a new grade (1), and my heart broken all over again at loosing him every day.
An entire shelf in the refrigerator became devoted to homemade pickles. Pickles with garlic, with lemon, and a particularly successful batch of Bread & Butter.
Thanksgiving came and went, with its seasonal pies, turkey dinner and family-centered focus.
Fall produce and foliage made it's way to the sideboard in the dining room, replacing the summer flowers and bowl of tomatoes.
Apple picking - in shorts, no less. That may have been the last really warm day we had.
And after apple picking, then apple pie, this one made of entirely all-natural ingredients, conforming to our October Unprocessed eating exercise.
Pumpkins, all of them.
And finally, the beautiful changing color of the leaves in our back yard, and the crunchy carpet on the forest floor.
I'm ready to welcome winter, and hopefully usher in a quieter season for our household. It's been a busy summer.
Perhaps I'm looking forward to winter because I know it will bring me closer to meeting our little girl, due in March. Seems like the perfect motivation to help get through the colder days of the year.